Walking into the shower area, I saw that it was set up in a communal manner - each single stand with four shower heads. I turned on the hot shower and...rinsed my body as I stood alone in the shower. As I was washing my face eyes closed, I heard the tap next to me turn on. I quickly washed the soap off from my face and was presented with a young white lad who was also enjoying his cleaning. I pretended not to pay attention to him, but his tall and masculine frame was quite a sight. I bent down to. I don't want to rape you. I do want to make you come, and I want to come with you." I moved in a little closer, pushing my cock into the cleft of her ass to make sure that she could feel how hard I was. "Do you want to have a little fun with me?"Before she said anything, her hands came behind her back and slid over the sweaty flesh of my abdomen. Mimicking what I had done with her shirt and bra, she slid her fingers under the waistband of my shorts and moved them downward until she could grip. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her shirt was pulled up under chin, so her huge tits were swaying and smacking into each other as she stood there getting hammered doggystyle.Standing between her spread legs was a guy, Steve, who Jay recognized from school. Steve had graduated a year before him, and Jay thought he was a total loser. But, as he watched the scene before him, Jay had to admit, Steve had an impressive cock – maybe 10”, or so – and he was using it to slam into Amber’s pussy like a. To give you an idea, can you remember Nancy Miller?"Miranda nodded. Nancy had been a particularly plain and dumpy girl in the same year at school as herself and Ruth."Well, Simon's wife, she's like Nancy Miller at forty if you can imagine such a thing." That bad uh?" said Miranda."Yeah, pretty much."They were interrupted at this point by two young guys coming over and trying to hit on them. Quite dishy, in fact, but Ruth and Miranda sent them packing, preferring to continue their girly.